I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

Yan Wang felt a little weird today.

He was clearly sitting in the Yan Luo Hall to work, but he smelled the fragrance that belonged exclusively to Qiong Ren.True, his avatars are parallel consciousnesses, each of which is himself, but the senses of the avatars are all independent.

After all, Hades first developed the incarnation method to handle massive workloads with multiple threads. If they cannot exist independently and think independently, and everyone still shares their brains and senses, how can they judge ghosts with a variety of lives fairly at the same time?

When he misses the fragrance of Qiong Ren's body, he will temporarily share his senses with Yan Mo, the avatar.

But he didn't do this today, but he still smelled the fragrance in the Palace of Hades.

This is really strange.

Secretary Nan also found it strange.Your Majesty's frequency of being in a daze recently is too high.

She is very worried.

Secretary Nan has been with Yan Wang for 20 years. The former Yan Wang would not be in a daze, nor would he suddenly smile.

It seems that I still have to ask Aunt Qingxi for the psychiatrist's phone number.

According to the secretary's special information network, it is said that Ren Sheng recommended Qiong Ren's music works to Qin Guangwang, saying that listening to his songs can calm the mind, benefit sleep and psychotherapy, and the clinical effect is good.

King Qin Guang originally wanted to resolutely refuse, but during this time Ren Sheng worked so hard for him, he couldn't say no to the doctor, so he could only listen to the song in the treatment room in humiliation.

As a result, it is really fragrant.

Since listening to Qiong Ren's song, I feel that my illness is getting better faster.

Yesterday when the ten kings had a meeting, Qin Guangwang frantically hinted that Emperor Song would send him a plate of Qiongren's album.

Seeing this situation, Secretary Nan believed that the news from the Secretary Intelligence Network was true, and that Ren Sheng was indeed a good doctor.Aunt Qingxi quickly sent the hospital where Ren Sheng worked and her experience in grabbing numbers.

The king was saved, she smiled gratifiedly.

Secretary Nan couldn't help humming "Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da D

When Yan Wang heard the secretary's magic voice singing through his brain, his mood was not as irritable and irritable as before. His heart was softened by Qiongren's fragrance, and he basically lost the function of being irritable.

Today's working atmosphere in Yan Luodian is as busy and happy as ever.

Yan Mo walked in and put the ice cream in the refrigerator.

When the manager suddenly saw such a handsome guy, he was stunned for a moment.

"Wow, are you interested in being a star?"

Yan Mo bowed slightly: "No. Thank you for your invitation."

The manager had never seen such a serious person before, and he felt unable to continue with the first sentence, so he said with a dry smile, "It's so polite."

He went to get the fruit, saw that the "God of Wealth Statue" was covered with a piece of Qiongren's clothes, and muttered: "What's the matter with you, where can the clothes you wear be put on the God of Wealth? you."

With that said, she was about to take the clothes away.

Qiong Ren rushed over with a stride: "Wait!"

The agent raised half of it: "?"

Qiong Ren covered the clothes back calmly: "I checked on the Internet, and it is very particular to invite the statue to the house to make offerings, and there are requirements for time and location. I will place it after I figure out where the Feng Shui level of my house is. Now Cover it first, lest the God of Wealth find out that we didn't put him in the right place."

The manager seems to be a serious feudal superstition now, hearing Qiong Ren's foolishness, he immediately retracted his hand.

"It's still your thoughtfulness."

Yan Mo was a little concerned: "Did you invite the God of Wealth statue back?"

The manager enthusiastically introduced: "Yes, this God of Wealth is amazing. Our Qiong Ren's transfer depends on worshiping the God of Wealth. Young man, if you want to invite one, I will introduce you to the seller. Their God of Wealth is good in quality and cheap. ten."

He invited God of Wealth?What kind of system is that.

"Thank you for your kindness, there's no need." Yan Mo looked at Qiong Ren and asked expectantly, "Have you ever thought about offering sacrifices to the King of Hades?"

Qiong Ren: "..." Has this started to develop believers?

But having said that, Yama Temple is really rare.Moreover, the King of Yama in the temple is not at all like the King of Yama himself.I don't know if the King of Hades himself can receive the incense if he burns incense in front of this kind of wrong statue.

The manager put the fruit on the dining table, which was the only place Qiong Ren's family could use to entertain guests.Like every old father who entertains his son's classmates, he spontaneously peeled fruit for the guests.

"It seems that no one is offering offerings to Hades at home." The manager peeled the apple like a dog's. "He doesn't care about his fortune or his career and marriage. It seems that when people die, they will sacrifice. Let the burning paper burn incense, I guess Hades has been poor for many years."

Stop talking, stop talking, Qiong Ren broke out in a cold sweat.

It's not good to hide things from family members, and occasionally you have to suffer the consequences of them saying things they shouldn't say.

Yan Mo immediately refuted the rumors online: "Yan Wang has a house and a car, and has sufficient savings. He is the master of the underworld, and all creatures in the underworld have to pay him taxes. There is no need for human incense."

Didn't you go bankrupt and the haunted house closed down, so you had to move to his low-rent neighborhood?Qiong Ren really wanted to complain.

Yan Mo glanced at the cabinet.He was very concerned about the statue of the God of Wealth.

He can live in Qiongren's house and be covered by Qiongren's clothes. Qiongren will also burn incense and paper for him. He has seen Jiangzhen incense and paper money.

Why not offer it to Hades?Is Hades bad?

The manager handed over the peeled apple: "What does the king of hell bless you?"

Yanmo: "..."

He did not bless the function.

Yan Mo squeezed the apple and lowered his eyes.

With such a beautiful hand holding a tattered apple, Qiong Ren felt that this picture was an eyesore.Yan Mo seemed a little frustrated.

It is understandable that everyone has self-respect when they come to work. If a client tells you that your work is not as good as others, and no one invites you, then everyone will be sad.

He dug out three scoops of ice cream, handed them to Yan Mo, and poured the strawberry jam he made on them.

"Eat."

Qiong Ren took the tattered apple from Yan Mo's hand and took a bite himself.

Yan Mo digs the ice cream quietly, although his face is still expressionless, but Qiong Ren feels that his mood seems to be much better.

Qiong Ren smiled.

What a coaxable Hades.

That night, Yan Mo suffered from insomnia as usual, but since the day, the fragrance of Qiong Ren has been lingering, so he was in a good mood.Suddenly, there was a puff of green smoke, and piles of money and gold leaf from the basement crackled and fell, and a rain of money fell in the small bedroom.

He sat up, a little dazed and a little puzzled.

Every time he receives money, nine out of ten it is to bribe him, hoping that he can give the ghost a convenience in the underworld.Yan Mo never took bribes, and had nowhere to return them, so he exchanged them into Yan Ming coins, and then exchanged Yan Ming coins into Yang Shi's money, and donated them to the orphanage.

But this time the money came in a special way. There was no wish or request behind the money.

It seems that they just want to burn some money for him.

What a strange believer.

The audition time of the crew of "Peach Blossom Fan" was advanced, and Qiong Ren suddenly got a call from the crew and pulled himself out of bed abruptly.

Last night, HBL2003 sent him a message that the musician Nangui had joined Fudekuai Media Culture, and passionately composed a new song based on his experience of recovering debts - "Pay Back the Money, Bastard".

Qiong Ren discussed several versions of the arrangement ideas with him, and the two chatted and revised them. It was not until after three o'clock that the plush rabbit fell from the sky, and Qiong Ren turned off the computer with a jio, and Qiong Ren went to sleep.

Now he feels regret, very regret.His head was dizzy, as if he had been punched by someone.

Why would he stay up all night fighting ghosts alone? It's impossible to win.What's more, Guipandian has jet lag. When he stays up late, he goes to work normally, which is a big loss.

Although Qiong Ren already has a little money now, he is still very economical, instead of taking a taxi when he goes out, he takes the subway instead.The only way to the audition location is particularly prone to traffic jams, and the agent's pick-up is not as fast as taking the subway by himself.

He often takes the subway, but this time, Qiong Ren felt the gap in popularity, and was stared at enthusiastically as soon as he got on the train.In the past, because he was handsome, he was looked at wherever he went, but the way he looks at a handsome guy is different from that of a celebrity.

Probably because the moving picture of his archery was widely circulated, and his recognition immediately went up.

Someone came up to talk boldly, hoping that he could sign the phone case, and Qiong Ren signed it, probably because he didn't expect him to be so eloquent, so everyone was a little surprised.

A pale and lonely hand stretched out, and a wide jadeite bracelet was hanging on it. The wrist was so thin, it seemed that the bracelet was empty, and people worried that the bracelet would be thrown out if they were not careful.

She said softly, "Can you sign me too? Thank you."

Qiong Ren was about to pick it up, but found that the paper was not quite right, there were small red dots on it, which seemed to have been written on the front of the paper, but the traces were stained to the back, and she used the back to sign him.

It's not that he hates used paper, well, he just hates it.

The first rule of idol survival that his manager taught him is not to sign randomly.If there are already words on the paper handed over, it is even more impossible to sign.

Who knows if those words are prostitution contracts.

"Please sign it for me. Thank you."

Qiong Ren followed this pale hand with his gaze, but it seemed that this hand appeared out of nowhere in the crowd, and he couldn't see its owner.

It was just that the voice sounded persistently.

"Please sign your name, thank you."

There are many fans around him, but no one is looking where the owner of the hand should be, just like they can't see this person, and they can't hear her.

Arriving at the stop, Qiong Ren got off the car and waved to the fans.

He walked for a while, and looked back, the subway door was still open, and the hand was still stretched out towards him.

Qiong Ren took out his mobile phone to take a picture and sent it to Yan Mo.

"There is a ghost on Line [-] of the Longcheng Metro. He cheated people to sign their names in the subway. They probably want to arrest people as substitutes. Please help me to report to the police."

Yanmo replied quickly: "I'm here to find you."

Qiong Ren: "No need, she is very weak, she only has one hand, ordinary people can't see her at all."

Yan Mo was not good at typing, so Qiong Ren would specially speak to him.But because Yan Mo's voice is so nice, Qiong Ren always felt that although the original intention was to take care of the other party, in the end he still felt that he had made money.

Qiong Ren put on a mask, went out of the subway, stepped on a shared bicycle, drove the navigation, and arrived at the audition location in less than 10 minutes.

He put away the shared bicycle and had to ride it back later.

The agent was waiting for him at the entrance of the audition location, and when he saw him, he stuffed coffee into his hand: "Drink it quickly, wake up."

Qiong Ren couldn't drink this kind of bitter and sour stuff, so he took it as a medicine and squeezed his nose to drink it.

After drinking it for a while, don't say it, it seems to be useful, and people are more awake.

When he reached the waiting area, he walked towards the registration office: "Hi, please give me your number, my name is Qiong Ren."

Chen Ruize rushed in from the side door, and everyone in the room looked at him, and they all stood up and called Teacher Chen.

He roughly greeted everyone and rushed over to arrest them.

"Qiong Ren, come here, I will show you to the director."

Everyone in the room looked at Qiong Ren, and those who were not good at hiding their emotions had already rolled their eyes.Many people murmured in their hearts that they should go more discreetly through the back door, how ugly it is.

Chen Ruize didn't care what other people thought, he put his arms around Qiong Ren's shoulders, and said in a low voice: "I'll tell you first, I'm the one who competed with you for the role today, you must kill him."

Qiong Ren: "Why do you have so many opponents..."

Chen Ruize: "I was an idol first, and then turned into an actor. I have released an album and barely count as a singer. There are three fields, one field and one opponent. There are so many."

Before entering the door, he instructed again: "Kill him hard, don't show mercy, it's best to be like Fu Jiaze, let this person leave a lifetime of psychological shadow."

"Director Zhang, Qiong Ren is here." Chen Ruize introduced passionately, "Look at our handsome guy Qiong Ren, the top class in the future, if you invite him now, it will be equivalent to a publicity column with traffic for nothing in the future."

Zhang Hao's face was familiar to Qiong Ren.There was another person standing next to him, who looked familiar, but couldn't remember the name.

Zhang Hao came over to shake hands with him, the eyes of the person next to him were wonderful, and greeted Qiong Ren's face with swords, guns, swords and halberds. If it was possible, Qiong Ren felt that he would like to send an atomic bomb over with his eyes.

It must be the "opponent" plugged by the producer.

Qiong Ren didn't have any grievances in his heart, he was also introduced by Chen Ruize, everyone is a resourceful man.

The role that Qiongren auditioned for was Mingchen.He is the senior whom Song Yuncheng, the male protagonist whose stardom is not going well, looks forward to, and is also the light in his heart.

His song will serve as a clue to connect the stories of the two male protagonists.

There is no prototype for Mingchen. What actors need to do is to restore the performance flavor of singers from the last century, and at the same time perform a convincing superstar demeanor.

Everyone was polite.

Zhang Hao's attitude towards Qiong Ren is obviously more warm: "Behave well later, don't be nervous."

Qiong Ren nodded, before he came out he asked: "Who is that person inside?"

Chen Ruize was stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly: "You are too much, why don't you even know Miao Zheyan, the most popular singer in the universe?"

Chen Ruize and Miao Zheyan were shortlisted for an album of the year award with zero gold content at the same time, and whoever won the award was purely voted by fans.After all, Chen Ruize is also a top-notch ex, and his fans are very powerful.

In the end, the number of votes almost killed Miao Zheyan by [-] times, giving Chen Ruize a wild award that no one cares about.

But Miao Zheyan cared about this award very much. He confided several times that Chen Ruize bribed the organizer and would do anything for the award.

Chen Ruize is most annoyed by this kind of incapable talker, but he is too lazy to talk to him. After all, with Chen Ruize's popularity, if he talks to Miao Zheyan, it is basically equivalent to advertising for Miao Zheyan.

He would not do such a thing.

"Miao Zheyan's heart and eyes are smaller than the pores I have done countless fractional lasers. I introduced you to audition, and the hatred in his heart is probably full."

Qiong Ren couldn't laugh or cry, how could he have an extra enemy for no reason, he was too wronged.

Auditions begin.

The performance track designated by the crew is "A Fire in Winter".This is a very representative song of the last century, and it is suitable as an audition track.

About [-] people tried this role, and Qiong Ren ranked ninth.

Chen Ruize was very upset.Originally, Zhang Hao was very satisfied with Qiong Ren and had already decided to take him, but the producer was the boss of Miao Zheyan's company, so he forced him over.

Zhang Hao was also unhappy, so he simply didn't engage in internal recommendation, and directly opened the audition, and whoever died would be embarrassed by that time.

Most of the people who came to the audition were active idols, or actors and singers with a certain ability in singing and dancing. The first few were of average ability, and the director quickly passed them by without saying anything.

Miao Zheyan was in front of Qiong Ren, and his performance made the director frown.

He danced very hard and sang well, but the style of the original singer was highly similar. It can only be called an imitation show, not a performance, and it has nothing to do with a superstar.

When Qiong Ren came on stage, he performed the song step by step according to his own ideas. The singing and dancing borrowed from the feeling at that time, and improved according to his own voice characteristics.

Anyway, he thought it was pretty good, but he didn't know if the director and the others would be satisfied.

After the performance, he stood on the stage with a microphone in his hand, wondering why these people just watched me and didn't speak, and whether they could step down from the stage.

Zhang Hao got up and applauded, breaking the silence of the scene.

His eyes were filled with amazement: "This is the real superstar demeanor!! Ruize also told me that you can't act, if you can't act, how can you create an idol in the hearts of all singers on stage?

"Your performance is very natural, as if you are the superstar Mingchen himself, with relaxed body and full of confidence. When you perform, you believe from the bottom of your heart that your audience will go crazy for you.

"When you faced us, you didn't have the embarrassment of an idol coming to this place at all, as if you were really as popular as Mingchen. This role that many people want, and the chance to audition for a big production, are nothing to you.

"I'm so surprised by this feeling, the acting is so good. Qiong Ren, listen to me, you should be an actor."

Qiong Ren: "..." Director, please be sober, what are you talking about! !

The screenwriter also nodded all the time: "Yes. What I'm most worried about is that the singer who strings together the whole film will not be able to stand up. I didn't expect to see such a performance. I am finally relieved now."

The producer shut up and was amazed. Although he recommended his company's singer Miao Zheyan, he would not harm the interests of "Peach Blossom Fan" for Miao Zheyan.It can only be said that the skills are indeed not as good as others. I didn't expect that Qiong Ren's acting skills are so superb.

Miao Zheyan was full of unwillingness.His popularity has gradually declined in the past few years, and he finally found such an opportunity, wanting to take this opportunity to break into the career of an actor.

But judging from the director's and the others' reactions, he definitely didn't have a chance, and he couldn't help but feel resentment in his heart.

The other people who came to the audition had some complaints about Qiong Ren, but seeing his performance so well, they were convinced.He really shines on the stage, people can't take their eyes off.

The auditions aren't over yet, but it seems like they are.

After Qiongren stepped off the stage, Chen Ruize bumped him with his shoulder and grinned happily: "Okay, your performance today is better than in the last variety show, and you are very charming. You almost have the word superstar written on your face." Yes. Are you trying to figure out what it's like to be a superstar at home?"

Qiong Ren: "I didn't figure it out, I was."

Acting or something is impossible.It's just that he with one billion fans played Ba Liao in his true colors.

Chen Ruize gave a thumbs up: "Very good, keep this feeling. I believe you will be popular."

Although the result was not announced on the spot, everyone had already tacitly agreed that the winner was Qiong Ren.

Qiong Ren has already added the WeChat of the director, producer, screenwriter and others. Zhang Hao's meaning is very clear, let him go back and wait to sign the contract.

Before leaving, Zhang Hao stuffed a piece of information into his hand, saying that the crew had all the actors, so that he could better understand the background of the plot.

The broker drove back to the orphanage.Qiong Ren stepped on the shared bicycle.

Halfway through the ride, hail suddenly fell from the sky. Qiong Ren turned around and rushed to the eaves to hide from the hail.He was wearing short sleeves, and after only a short while, several hailstones had already left wounds on his arms.

It was so boring, Qiong Ren stood against the wall, watching the hail that was as big as a lychee after a while.The anti-theft bells of many cars were smashed.

He took a picture and sent it to Yan Mo.

[Strive to get rich: Is there a spell that won't rain hail? 】

[Cover my little vest: Yes.Hold on. 】

Qiong Ren looked at Yanmo's WeChat name and wanted to be happy. This is the name he noted for Yanmo, reminding himself to always remember to cover the little vest for the gentle neighbor.

Yanmo made a video call to him.

Yan Mo: "Turn the screen toward the sky."

Qiong Ren complied.

"One Tai and one North Pole, Yuguang Yuanjing. Messenger of hail, thunder and wind. Spread thousands of miles, General Shaoyang. When the amulet arrives, it must not stay. Urgent like a law."

After Yan Mo finished reading, the sky suddenly brightened and the hailstorm stopped.

Qiong Ren thinks this is not scientific at all, isn't the King of Hades from the Buddhist system?Why are Taoist incantations so slippery...

But it's fine when it's sunny.

The ground was full of unmelted hail. He felt that it was not safe to ride a bicycle, so he pushed the bicycle to the storage point and walked to the subway.

This time has not yet reached the evening rush hour, but there will never be a lack of people on the subway in Dragon City.

After Qiongren went up, he saw a new acquaintance, Miao Zheyan.

Miao Zheyan drove to the audition by himself, but on the way back there was a sudden hailstorm, he didn't slow down and hit the car.He was in a hurry to catch a plane to participate in a business performance, so he simply threw the car on the road and asked his assistant to drive, and took the subway to the airport first.

Seeing Qiong Ren get into the car, he snorted coldly and turned his head 45 degrees.

Qiong Ren was quickly recognized again, and a bunch of people gathered around him to talk and ask for autographs, and kept uttering all kinds of exclamations like "he's so handsome, I'm going to die", "oh my god, is this face real?" .

"Gathering in the car will disturb others and is not safe. If you want to sign, come one by one, don't all stand here."

Qiong Ren's tone was gentle, and the fans dispersed obediently.

Miao Zheyan was annoyed when he heard it. He had been sitting here for several stops, but no one recognized him.

A young girl came from the front car to find a seat. When she saw him, she suddenly showed thoughtful eyes.

Miao Zheyan has already started to touch the pen.

"Excuse me, are you..." The passer-by suddenly turned his head, "Ah, Qiong Ren!"

Miao Zheyan held a pen: "..."

At this time, a hand wearing an emerald bracelet reached out, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and said softly, "Hi, can you sign me?"